I want you to beg for the occasional finger brush or stroke . I want to torment you and push your obedience rather than you shooting your grim little load in 30 seconds . It’s time to goon out at your weakness ; my perfect legs, feet and big shiny heels longer than your little stick-dick. I may give you glimmers of hope throughout and almost a show of kindness . You may well think I will show mercy and give you the end you think you deserve but I will give you the end we both KNOW you deserve, runt.